Of Despair and Snores

"Hey, Matcha, you wanted to buy a Mobile Legends skin, didn't you? I'll give you the hundred dollars you need."

Zhao Yao was testing the waters. He needed to gauge the true depth of the cat's despair.

Matcha ambled forward, then collapsed onto Zhao Yao's hand.

"What's the point?" he responded lifelessly, "I'll get owned anyway. People will just say that all I have are skins, not skills."

"Well, at least you'll look awesome. A good skin can strengthen your hero's powers too."

"Forget it," Matcha lamented, "Useless cats like me have no place in the game. I'm just an easy target for raising the enemy's kill count."

"Hmm," Zhao Yao thought, "This is more serious than I expected."

There was a glint in his eye.

"I'll have no choice but to unleash my ultimate skill if this continues tomorrow."

Unfortunately, before the next day could come, Zhao Yao was faced with another problem.